Yelu Yan and Li Xianyun, having accepted the congratulations and bows of all the officials, sat in a luxurious sedan chair and were escorted by the honor guard towards Khan Palace to complete the wedding ceremony.
As soon as he sat down in the sedan chair, Yelu Yan took Li Xianyun into his arms, giving her a kiss on the face, "Tired?"
Li Xianyun murmured a sound of agreement, leaning her head on Yelu Yan's shoulder, showing great affection and dependence.
Yelu Yan greatly enjoyed the closeness, kissing her forehead and gently rubbing her legs with his hand, "Last night, I was too rough, I shouldn't have teased you like that."
Li Xianyun chuckled lightly, "At least you're aware of it."
"Sleep well tonight," Yelu Yan said, looking down at the wondrous woman in his arms, "However, on the wedding night, we still have to do it once for good luck."
Li Xianyun, still leaning on his shoulder, looked up at him, "Husband, do you actually believe in that?"
